FROM THE EDITOR
Soapbox time. And it’s a whimsical little soap box today.
With the arrival of the chilly weather and the longer nights, I’m reaching for the knitting needles and the patterns.
Each year, I try to knock out a couple of things, even if they’re just basic jerseys for my kids (or someone else’s).
What gets me, every time, is the cost of wool. Surely, in a country with 60 million sheep, we should be able to get hold of some cheap wool? Even alpaca or merino? But nope, the cheapest (decent) wool seems to come from Italy or Australia.
Long gone are the days of Mum at the spinning wheel with bags of wool to spin which would become cozy jumpers for the kids.
We can moan about the loss of handcraft and tradition all we want, but while it’s more expensive to Do It Yourself than it is to wear nasty acrylic throwaways, we’re not going to get the younger generation to adopt those skills and they will be lost. And we’ll be the lesser for it. – Shannon.